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( open. ) firefighter calendar mingle!

WHO: everyone!
WHAT: the firefighters put out a calendar every year and guess who is getting everyone involved.
WHERE: the venue for the photoshoot, somewhere in the city.
WHEN: within the first week of their arrival.
WARNINGS: nudity or partial nudity? will update warnings as they come.

The firefighters are looking for models to assist in their yearly calendar. Last year due to some mishaps, they missed the due date for this beloved tradition in the city, and so are not looking to really make sure everything is flawless this year. Since is no error for mistakes, they are even recruiting people to model as firefighters, as well as looking for people who can act as temporary photographers— in a city as busy as this one, it isn’t always easy booking a photographer for certain time slots. 

1. As a photographer they are tasked to make the calendar spicy, but also unique! They figure one of the best selling points is variety. No more poses, the more avant-garde, the weirder even, the better! Like if your thing is posing with a carton of eggs, you do you!
2. Models are incentivized and even ranked (this is arbitrary, so I leave that all to you), so maybe this can also lift the competitive spirit of some! Or maybe you just really want to make some extra kryptos!
3. Outside of photographers and models, also looking for people who can enhance the overall experience. Do coffee runs for everyone, while also hyping or judging the models! Whatever they say fit! People can even stumble into these roles thinking they were here for a completing different reason! Or go out on an errand to come back and suddenly everyone is not as they once were.
4. Just have fun and free to make up your own scenarios! Even if it's walking in like 🧍‍♂️ I thought this was a pizza party.

NOTE: hi, this is the log for the firefighter calendar!

everyone is free to put up their top levels and tag around as they see fit. you can see it as you were messaged by someone randomly on the network about an opportunity to make additional kyptos, or they could have even found an ad. whatever works!

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[ How did he end up here, in the middle of fire station he definitely doesn't work, halfway to taking off his shirt just because some guy whose name he only just learned is telling him to?

It's a long story. (It's not.) ]

THE CAKE.

[ Regardless! Here he is, shirtless but thankfully not pantless (because no one wants to see (bijou voice) his sack), loitering nearby the other models as he watches the ongoing photoshoot with interest. They do have kameras back in Fontaine, but (once again) the level of technology here far outclasses that of what he's used to.

His body is a network of scars, crisscrossing over his arms and chest, with three prominent slashes running down his throat. He doesn't seem to mind any attention his way though, simply meeting the other person's gaze with a raised eyebrow and a mild smile. ]

It's not even my turn up there yet and you're already staring? I'm flattered.

[ 😘 ]

Any requests I should keep in mind? There's no need to be shy.

[ Who is going to make him show off his ass.]

THE TEA.

[ He is, thankfully, at least wearing a shirt by now, though the fact that it's left open past his collarbones leaves something to be desired. (Or does it....>) He doesn't seem bothered by his impropriety as he picks up one of the cartons of tea off the snack table, nose wrinkling as he brings it close to his face for a good sniff. Eugh. ]

You'd think they'd have something a little better on offer for all the work we're putting in.

[ HIS TEA COLLECTION.....damn, he misses it so bad and it's barely even been a week. But hey that's why he's here, sexualizing himself for the enjoyment of others. It's not any worse than the work he's had to do in the past. If anything, it's objectively better. All he has to do is stand around, contort his body here and there, and put on a dazzling smile. And if all eyes are on him for the duration of his impromptu modeling....well, it's not any different from the stares he gets in the Fortress.

Putting the tea carton back down, he remarks casually: ]

I'd go for the coffee if I were you.

[ Tea may be superior but only when it's actually good. ]

THE...WILDCARD.

[ whatever else your heart desires, i'm ez........ also i'm in shambles that my first open post is a thirst trap, i'm blaming bijou ]

— i.

( in this route, she's not modeling. oh no, no. getting her to do away with her comfortable layers to show off a bit of skin for the sake of a pinup calendar of sorts is going to take a little more than a pretty please. instead, she's offering direction! and maybe some mild forms of coercion for those less inclined to volunteer to be a model. her specialty. everyone say thank you kafka. )

.. Relax.

( with warm honey for inflection and soft whisper for tone, she isn't shy about redirecting the attention of the models she's working with. there's difference in being aware of the lenses, and being wary of them. she would know, wouldn't she? ever the performer, the art of drawing the eye is one she's keenly aware of for someone who shouldn't be noticed.

maybe she's brushing a lock of hair away, or maybe she's thumbing over a nervously clenched jaw. for those more inclined to irritation, she smiles simply like she knows she might get bitten even as she smooths her palm down a tense shoulder. whatever the case may be, her range for direction varies from verbal to something a little closer. it depends. but the goal is to draw out something people can't get their eyes off of, right? )

— ii.

( look at her, so helpful. with everyone working as hard as they are to make the best compiled thirst trap of the year, surely a drink or two for the parched masses is warranted, right? so here she is, cold drink in hand, doing the thing bastards do when they want a little attention.

and presses the cool surface of her offering to the cheek of the new apple of her eye.

it could be worse, especially if said subject is less dressed than others. the back of the neck, the small of the back, anywhere that wouldn't otherwise be suddenly subject to freezing cold - it'd be quite the rude greeting! and yet she acts like she's done nothing wrong, her smile friendly and easy as always. )

Good work out there.

— wildcard/notes.

similarly, i can't believe my first syn tl is this. sorry. my hands slipped. if you want to hash something specific out, feel free to pm or hit me up over at ztxt............

Edited 2023-12-10 06:45 (UTC)

[ fortunately, this is being kept pg just by the fact that i am not utilizing that other emoji. that said, it's true that he was directing a cursory glance his way. he didn't necessarily intend for his gaze to stay quite so long, nor to be caught in the act. granted, he's far from ashamed.

also, woah, is he the one who brought him here? not yuwon conveniently forgetting that fact.

instead, he just tilts his head slightly, meeting his eyes with little no hesitation. he makes it a point to show that he's completely unapologetic. ] I was just thinking you looked like you been through it.

[ which, some may have not admitted so bluntly, but yuwon has no issues with that. he then waves it off, thinking momentarily, before continuing: ] Requests? Just remember you're here to show your face, not your mouth. [ but, he doesn't sound annoyed, instead he seems to be purposely ribbing him?

is this progress? ]

▶ 001

( Yep, this seemed about right. Sacrificing his dignity for a few bucks to supplement his pathetic stipend, and unbuttoning his shirt in front of a room full of strangers? Not... the worst thing he's done for money. Perhaps just the most embarrassing.

Flashiness was practically antithetical to his being, really. But in spite of it all, he was taking his job seriously. Eyes boring into the camera, wearing his best poe-faced expression, as the photographer hands him various props to pose with in suggestive positions. He's attempting to have fun with it, though his enthusiasm is rather lacking. )

Anything else?

▶ 002

( ...Ah, the fruits of his labor. The promised free food (some absolutely greasy pizza) and drink. He's wallflowering by this point, leaning his back against the nearest wall and taking a sip of his soda.

If approached, he attempts to make a passing remark, clearly lacking at small talk. )

Better than the cafeteria food.

( ... )

[ Compared to the slightly salted cardboard that was their introductory meal, she's absolutely loving the disgusting greasy mess of pizza they've been given for this shindig. At least the grease is easy on the palate. ]

I still can't believe they got you to twerk.

[ if there's one thing experience taught him, it's that if something appeared too good to be true on the surface, it normally was. if someone was chiding in his ear softly for him to relax, it could only mean that his jaw tightens and his fingers clench. almost instinctively.

if this was a complete stranger, perhaps, he would have reacted differently. instead, it's someone he had encountered before. even shared warmth with, albeit not exactly in the way those words may have implied. when he feels her fingers over his jawline, he peers at her straight in the eye, unflinching. he doesn't attempt to shake her off, and instead, just seems to act like it's nothing out of the norm. ]

I am relaxed. [ he releases a small huff of exasperation. though, not necessarily directed towards her. ] You could always switch places with me. [ but, he doesn't mean it offensively, nor in a prickly way. he retorts as if it were simple matter of fact. ]

What's the next pose?

Edited (i couldn't commit in shame.) 2023-12-10 09:59 (UTC)

PROPS

[ the concept of acting out a role wasn’t entirely unfamiliar to yuwon. every floor of the tower had its own structure, culture, and way of life. naturally, one had to have some ability to meld into it all in order to be an effective player. hence, he adopts a similar mentality here. he decides to remain as low-key as he could. simply meeting the standards and expectations that were set, including but limited to, living his “civilian life" in full

but, who could have predicted being a firefighter somehow translated into this.

to be honest, he can’t recall if these sorts of conventions were truly that commonplace on his version of earth, but he decides not to question it. besides, for the most part, yuwon tended to be impervious to shame. (luckily). so instead, here he is, shirtless, rubbing the back of his head as he’s peering through the props.

he picks up the suspenders, then the axe, and then looks at the carton of eggs, handcuffs, and even a fake model of a puppy…? he seems a bit bewildered, before he turns to the person next to him— ] What are you picking? [ lol,

if you don't want the worst prop available, don't ask him for his opinion. ]

MODEL

[ it’s one thing to model for someone and another thing to model with someone.

somehow he’s been ushered into doing a joint shoot with a virtual stranger (or brief acquaintance?). honestly, while he mostly involved others for the benefit of him having less of the limelight on himself, he didn’t quite piece together how that didn’t exactly absolve him from these responsibilities entirely.

shit you only think of in the aftermath…

that said, he does try and make swift work of it. presuming it’d be better to get the bulk of their requests done in a timely manner than awkwardly dragging it out. hence, he does his best to come in close, even pressing his hands against their waist. ] I’m not exactly a funny guy, but it’d help if you smiled. [ says this hypocrite who full well knows he’s a hypocrite. ]

AFTERMATH

[ thinking it the perfect time to unwind, he plops down on a seat, his hands reaching for a bottle of water. before, turning to the person next to him: ] How was it? [ this is probably vague enough where it could come off as him asking about his own performance…

or asking how the overall experience was. regardless, he offers a shrug soon after, passing over his water as if asking if they want a sip. ]

WILDCARD

[ as always, i am down to clown!! hit me up with anything! ]

Edited 2023-12-10 10:30 (UTC)

( Cannot give a man enough time to repress this entire day from his memory, huh? )

Don't remind me.

( ...and up until 20 minutes ago, he didn't even know what twerking was. Kiritsugu is cringing at the thought. )

Edited 2023-12-10 10:31 (UTC)

[ Now is probably a bad time to mention she filmed it, huh? ]

I mean, it was impressive...in a way.

THE SHOOT.

[ Yuji is, before anything else, actually a teenager, so he's a little more careful about his posing and outfit choices if only because he feels a little bit weird otherwise. Maybe the first weird thing is having a teenager working as a firefighter to begin with, but given all the missions that he did at home... Maybe it doesn't make that big of a difference, in the end.

Either way, he decides to be a little less daring than some of the others might be, especially since he doesn't really know what he should be doing. Spicy, weird... None of that make sense to him, but he's been given a cat to hold and that makes things a little bit better?

In the end, Yuji stands in his firefighter uniform, with the shirt deliberately left open to show off the intensity of his muscles as he grins, holding the cat close to his chest. The cat makes everything a lot better. As soon as he's done, he steps to one side, cuddling her and pressing their faces together. ]

That wasn't so bad, was it? I wonder if they'll make me do it again...

FOOD TIME.

[ There are a handful of things that will get Yuji Itadori motivated, and good food is one of them.

He still has the cat with him (there's definitely someone looking for it beginning to panic somewhere) and he's talking to it in a soft voice as he holds a plate in his other hand, as if they're sharing some kind of secret. If nothing else, he looks a little bit like he's having too much fun gossiping with a cat and not enough fun mingling, which is probably a little understandable, given what's happened to them all. ]

No, I don't think you can eat pizza... Or cake, stop that...

[ He pulls the plate away from the cat with a shake of his head, hefting it up onto his shoulders absently. ]

Shall we go and find you something to eat? There might be some fish or something, c'mon...

[ And then he's off to explore the food again, despite having barely eaten any of his own so far. ]

WILDCARD.

[ Feel free to do whatever else with Yuji, I am open! Throw something at me and I will make it work C: ]

[ come do the firefighter calendar shoot, yuwon said. it'll be fun, yuwon said, in the flattest and driest tone possible. and like, yeah, wolfwood knew it'd be weird from the get-go, but he doesn't have anything better to do and he won't turn down an opportunity for easy money, so.

here he is, shirt off and standing close to yuwon who has his hands on his waist. the thing about getting experimented on is that he also lacks shame, so he at least seems to be taking everything in stride. at yuwon's suggestion, he laughs briefly and suddenly pitches forward in his grasp, one arm sliding over yuwon's shoulders for support. ]

Whaddya mean? I'm injured. [ he's just leaning on yuwon now... sorry. ] We're brothers in arms, see? Ya gotta support me.

[ what a fake bitch. at least the photographer is eating it up. ]

the photographer

All right then. That pose is fine, but raise your head a little more, please.

[How about having the most polite photographer around? Shalem smiles, expression soft despite the tired circles under his eyes. Then he lowers the camera, allowing it to hang from his neck via the strap, and heads towards his current model.] Are you uncomfortable? Is it the clothes, or the hair?

Please bear with it a little, otherwise the make-up might fade or wipe off, and we'll have to take longer. Don't worry, I'll watch out for you, hm?

[Look, he wants this done quickly so they can move on. The dark circles on his face are not for show, after all. He's tired... and, well, a bit uncomfortable with the amount of people and noise in this one building.]

modeling

[The thing about Shalem's pretty face and preference for covering up is that he's hiding what he actually looks like-- he's actually kinda jacked, hence why the firefighters are insistent on having him model as well. He really can't fight against the horde when they're unanimous like this. And have a number of handsome, well-built men around as well.

He is a weak, weak man.

So here he is, hair tied up in a neater tail than usual, scarred arms bare, and cleavage scandalously exposed, posing for the camera. For his photographer however, if he notices them having trouble just trying to find the right angles or simply getting shots they're happy with, he'll wander over with his hands behind his back, curious, and a little amused.]

It's not as easy as it seems, does it? [he chuckles softly, but it's not meant to be condescending in any way.] We could take a break and I'll give you a few tips, or perhaps we could continue, and I'll pose the way I want to, and you needn't do much but press the shutter. What do you say?

wildcard
[ make something up! shalem will be here all day modeling, taking pics, and sometimes dressing others up because he's just like that. feel free to pm if you want to plot it out first. ]

Edited 2023-12-10 12:22 (UTC)

[ to be fair, yuwon did say that he'll hit ishmael up if he hears of any good ways of making kryptos. and while she did say she doesn't really care much for money unlike her coworker, she's curious enough to check out what's up and before she knew it, she's being whisked away to become some kind of model against her will.

well, partially against her will. she does need some more money, and she's certainly no stranger to being doused with water. it's just that -- ]

That's out of the question. [ she crosses her exposed arms, her freckled skin covered in an assortment of scars. she doesn't seem to mind showing skin if she's in a crop top and other things, seeing as every fixer has them... ] I don't care what hairstyle you have in mind, I'm not taking off this headband.

[ the makeup artist tries convincing her some more, but ishmael just won't budge. and after telling her that she needs to get her mane straightened out before her turn in five minutes, ishmael heaves out an annoyed sigh, and turns to anyone who happens to watch this debacle. ]

I don't even know what they have against my hair. It's the closest thing we have to fire. [ har har. ] Well? Do you have any suggestions?

ii.

[ needless to say, the photoshoot went... okay. ishmael is very much out of her element though, and by the end of her turn, she's completely exhausted. and she thought fighting abnormalities is tiring...

at least she's wearing her warm clothing now that it's over. she wrinkles her nose at the food being served though, and she stashes both her hands into her coat pockets for warmth. ]

Sorry, I'm going to go drink myself to a stupor tonight.

[ the deadpan way she delivers it may sound like she's just joking, but she's dead serious. she needs to be blackout drunk in order to forget what happened today. yuwon kim you are dead to her. ]

If anyone wants to follow, be my guest.

[ final call for whoever wants to hang out with her...! ]

Edited 2023-12-10 12:30 (UTC)

[ he just had to ask. ishmael's just huffing and puffing the entire time, her hair done up in a high ponytail as she rejects his offer of water with a wave of her hand. ]

You know, when you said that you're going to call me if you heard of any big money ventures, this wasn't what I had in mind.

[ she didn't expect to have her hair and makeup done, hello??? please end her. ]

[ she didn't really bat an eye at his scars, though. she was curious about them when they first met, and not to mention that she has her fair share of them, latticed over freckled skin as she stands there in a crop-top, holding a camera in her hands. ]

You never really told me how you got those from, is all.

[ a shrug. don't flatter yourself, bro... ]

More importantly, [ she brings up the camera to her face as she fiddles with it ] if you could just stay still for a moment, I can figure out how to use this thing a lot faster.

( it's not hard to miss the way muscles clench beneath her fingers, and she can't help the soft chuckle that rumbles in the back of her throat as she holds his unyielding gaze. a stubborn one, isn't he? how delightful. it works just as well for this calendar though. the allure of the otherwise untouchable. she can work with that. )

I'm relaxed. You're wound up and ready to snap.

( then, a smile. one that flirts with coquettish, but daring just the same. )

Maybe when I'm offered something I can't resist. I'll happily be your doll to pose and play with.

( but she's carrying on as if she doesn't expect that demand to be met, pressing at his shoulder to ease him down onto a seat. gentle, but firm. like this is something she's done plenty of times before. )

Sit, and breathe. More lounge than rigid posturing. Let's start there.

[ YUWON.....THAT'S SO COLD... 💔

Haha, just kidding, he's not bothered by that remark. Always nice to see a familiar face around, even if said familiar face is essentially telling him to shut the fuck up. (Which, fair, sometimes he gets a little too mouthy for his own good.)

He unfolds his arms, spreading them apart palms facing upwards in a relaxed half-shrug. ]

I doubt LILITH would have brough me here to fight these 'kaiju' if I hadn't.

[ He says this, smile still on his face, but there's a steely glint to his eyes. Perhaps unsurprisingly, he's not over the fact that he's been brought over here and modified with any sort of consent. He may technically be a criminal and criminals might technically be the first to be chosen for things like this, but that doesn't mean he has to like it, even if he's already doing his best to adapt to this fast-paced environment.

But that's deep and they're not here to talk about that. Time to talk about more pleasant things instead, like 💋. His smile grows a little wider, a little more cocky, as he leans over towards Yuwon. ]

Is that so? And yet you seemed perfectly amenable the last time I showed my mouth.

[ I'm godmoding that they kissed during mistletoe because I do what I want. ]

Edited (I FORGOT TO CHANGE MY ICON) 2023-12-10 15:58 (UTC)

Arrival

[Listen. Taryon is well aware of the fact that he is an attractive man, and anyone would appreciate an opportunity to witness his handsomness, in person or not. Partaking in photography for the greater good sounds like a fun time, and he has to see this technology in action. The camera function on his implant has not yet lost his novelty, and he wants to see how the professionals set up their perfect shot.

The problem is that he was expecting...more clothes. Firefighters cover their entire body while on the job. So here he comes, thinking of ways to stylize the uniform to be more attractive, and there's people walking around without any shirts.

Some people are just fine with this apparently.

He stands at the door, watching everyone pick out props and undo buttons on their clothing, wondering what the hell he got himself into.]

Helping

[With some better understanding of the situation and a few mishaps, Taryon eventually settles into an assistant role. Need someone to run and grab coffee and cookies? He's got that covered. Need a hand arranging the scenery? Taryon volunteers before someone asks. He's going to make himself as useful as possible. By now, the entire concepts is less intimidating, and Tary finds himself near the photographers, watching others work out their poses and offering his unsolicited advice.]

Lean on your elbow! It looks more casual!

[Do you listen or ignore him?]

[ The only creatures that regularly frequent the gloomy, damp hallways of the Fortress are particularly stubborn rats that seem to have gotten lost in the tunnels between the overworld and the underworld, so it's still something of a novelty to see animals prowling around both inside and outside.

Naturally his attention gravitates towards the cat lounging on the young man's shoulders, and he pauses in his perusal of the food to give both cat and boy a good lookover. ]

A friend of yours? He's [ she's???? ] cute.

[ Is it willing to accept pets from strangers....please say yes. ]

[ Yuji is very distracted by the warm weight of a cat on his shoulder, still trying to find some kind of food to give his little photo friend, but there doesn't seem to be that much that's cat friendly. Glancing over when he hears a voice, he beams, lifting his hand to pet the cat's head. ]

He's really cute! They gave me him for my photo, but I don't know if they gave us any food for him.

[ Shifting his weight, he leans over a little so that pets can be offered. ]

He doesn't bite, don't worry. He's really friendly.

[ This pink-haired boy might be the only reason Megumi is here at all. He certainly had no interest in the men, with their rippling muscles, or the women and their curvy bodies. Yuji found a new job as a firefighter (which was very befitting of him, by the way), and strangely enough, one of his first tasks on the job was to ... participate in some questionable calendar. Given their shared history, Megumi's deemed it necessary to be close to the other boy whenever he could, so here he is now - camera in hand, and helping out at the event.

It will be a bit awkward, to say the least, but it doesn't look like any raunchy shoots are on the agenda (???). What is on the agenda, though, is a cat. Megumi carries her to Yuji. ]

They want you to pretend you just rescued her.

[ The agreement was to come here and help take some photos. That, he could do easily, given that he doesn't actually have to show up in the calendar. How did it come to this? The organizer for the shoot suddenly thought it would be a fantastic idea to show case the strength of the firefighters in a shoot, and to do that, they needed people to pose as 'casualties'.

He, apparently, has the perfect look for a half-dead person (???).

And he once again has to deal with Yuwon in a bizarre situation (Because it's us). Megumi tenses up at the hand around him, retreating into himself a little with a hand pushing at Yuwon's chest. This is way too close. ]

A corpse wouldn't be smiling ... [ why is he a corpse now, he was supposed to be a casualty ]

[ Since he's getting paid for this job, Megumi's decided to take it somewhat seriously - or as seriously as one can be about a job where he has to stare at people's half naked bodies. This is not a fun time for him. He wants to leave. Still, he could be being dragged in for modelling, so things could be far, far worse.

Armed with a clipboard, he's somehow the most organised and efficient photographer around. While he doesn't have a creative bone in his body, he's too the point and doesn't beat around the bush about where he wants everyone standing, so that makes up for things. The head photographer has already supplied him with a list of ideas to use for the shoots anyway. ] Next, please.

[ And up next is a name he finds familiar. ]

-- Oh. Wriothesley-san.

[ the -san at the end of his long-ass name is taking me out

Anyway I guess Wriothesley continues to be shirtless for this thread, much to my everlasting dismay. He straightens as soon as his name is called, though he pauses halfway to the set when he spies a familiar face. ]

If it isn't Megumi.

[ I guess they introduced themselves at some point, they live in the same hallway after all. ]

I see you're already getting a headstart on earning some extra [ not Mora, what's the currency here called again— ] kryptos. And without having to resort to illegally gained organs to boot.

[ i'll be real with you i copied his name from your tag and put it in my tag so i wouldn't need to spell it ]

[ They do live in the same hallway but Megumi also stalked his profile. ]

[ Megumi is thankfully, blind to smexy bodies, so he regards that shirtlessness with the most levelled nonchalance. Sorry if you wanted to be oogled today. Is this more awkward or less awkward to do when he knows the other person? He decides on 'more awkward'. ]

Harvesting organs is a difficult and tedious process. This is just easier. [ He actually googled said process after their conversation. And by that, I mean I did, so FBI please don't incriminate me it's for RP ]

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( open. ) firefighter calendar mingle!

wriothesley | genshin impact | open

no subject

🎂

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002 (with a dash of 001)

i'm jk

yuwon kim / level up with the gods / open

no subject

no subject

yuji itadori | jujutsu kaisen

model.....

shalem | arknights | open

ishmael / limbus company

aftermath....................

🍰

ok but it could've been funny

🥜

Taryon Darrington | Critical Role | Open

food.

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shoot but a bit earlier idk

model pls

wildcard ...

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